WILL YOU DO THAT FOR ME?

"You are so fucking enchanting that I don't want to let you go Eloise. I want to keep you with me for the rest of my life."

Eloise gulped, trying to suppress the emotions his words had evoked in her.

"One day... you will find your mate and... I will find mine."

Would he be able to make her feel the way this man did? Would he be able to make her heart race as Harold did? Would he make her nervous as well as excited every time she thought of being around him?

He searched her face for some kind of assurance after he asked, "Would you sacrifice being with your mate for me?"

Harold cursed inwardly at how blunt that question came out. If he had asked that question to any other werewolf, they would have laughed in his face.

Asking a werewolf to sacrifice their mate was not only irrational but also laughable. Why would someone do that?